Attack on the heart [Comprehensive]

Because Barbad didn't have the teleportation array activated by the Northern Alliance, he adopted the method of taking an empty path. One person flew over with a flying sword. Lian Bailong is carried by a guard...

What kind of flying sword is it? I want to know it. As long as you don’t have special ideas and design desires, the specifications will not be too different. The flying swords used by the guards and maids are the general version, which lacks personal characteristics. It will fall due to loss of balance, but it feels subtle when the person being carried steps on it. It is not a skateboard. Even if a skateboard steps on it, it still needs to test the balance. There are no guardrails and no safety measures. Visual It is open and unobstructed, stepping on a bare flying sword, flying into the sky is not counted, and flying over a long distance from the Northern Alliance to the territory of Barbad in one breath, approaching the capital, and friction with the air during the extremely fast flight. The effect of the wind is blocked by the spell, at most it feels that the wind is a bit strong, and it doesn't hurt people, but the visual impact is not compromised at all, this feeling is not only sour.

A flying sword, looking down, my legs are going to be so frightened, the flying carpet is bigger anyway, it feels a bit safer, and the speed is not as fast as the flying sword.

At the end of the vast ocean, there is a line of sky and water, and the land is an oasis of yellow sand, and the wind full of salty and wet sea water is coming.

From a bird's eye view, buildings are gathered by the sea to form a city, surrounded by oases, and beyond the oasis is a vast loess desert. The blue of the ocean, the green of the oasis, and the earthy yellow of the desert have a strong color contrast.

An Le withdrew his gaze, turned his head and said, "Why Bailong, it feels good to fly in the sky, right?"

I'll go, is this kid about to ascend to heaven? !

Poor kid, all the bitterness and hatred, all the hard work and courage, were all scared away by the fear of heights.Since he asked to stay in the Northern Alliance, it seems that the gloomy resentment that has been squeezed for many years has been released. The whole person's style of painting has changed drastically, from a gentle and innocent boy to a dark psychological avenger. It was swept away, revealing the expression that a boy of this age should have, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull, his hands were tightly clutching the guard in front of him, his whole body was stiff, he was clearly still alive, but he seemed to be dead, that's right, it was the kind of posture that he kept before death, and he doubted that raising his hand and poking him would hurt his body. Crooked and fell to the ground.

"...Young man, are you okay?" An Le controlled Feijian to step back twice and stood in front of him, raising his hand and waving.

Lian Bailong didn't speak, his eyes were staring, his eyes were dull, the muscles on his face were very stiff, his whole body was motionless, he didn't even turn his eyes, as if he had been hit by a fixation technique.

This expression is obviously overly frightened, An Le is guilty, self-reflection, maybe maybe... the first time Yujian flew to this speed, it was too exciting. I think she was so excited when she first flew, but she didn't dare to fly too much It's too high, or too fast, and it's only after you get used to it that you can develop your flying ability. It's no problem to drive the flying speed of Yujian to the maximum.

Cautiously stretched out a finger and poked it, Lian Bailong really tilted his body, and fell down from the flying sword without a sound.

The guards carrying him immediately flew down to pick up people. At this time, Lian Bailong's posture was no longer that of the one who had been hit by the hold technique. His face was facing downwards, his limbs were facing downwards, and the corpse seemed to be hanging on the flying sword. The movement of the flying sword wobbled.

"Master An Le, Master Bailong passed out." The guard reported.

"...I see." An Le wiped off his sweat.

I was just about to talk about landing. The capital of Barbad is right under my feet. I went straight to find a hotel to take a rest. Lian Bailong, who should have passed out, woke up. The face-down posture really has more visual impact. Standing on the flying sword is good or bad If you don't aim randomly, you can still deceive yourself and others by looking ahead. Not only does it make you feel insecure hanging on the flying sword, it feels like you are about to fall in the next second.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" Lian Bailong was so frightened that he danced and danced, his whole body tensed up and screamed.

Sliding down from the flying sword.

slipped down...

The guards had no choice but to rescue him again, this time not hanging on the flying sword, but on his shoulders to ensure that it would not slip down again.

The weightlessness at high altitude, the roller coaster and other comparisons are simply weak, coupled with the discomfort of human beings at high altitudes, Lian Bailong was terrified, and he was like a frightened small animal clutching the guard's head, which looked like falling into the water Instinctive actions, tears burst into tears, emotional out of control, crazy, yelling.

"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!"

"Calm down boy..." An Le tried to appease the furious Lian Bailong.

"Shut up, little one!" Lian Bailong roared in the middle of the explosion, tears were like a waterfall, what kind of bitter and bitter avengers should be thrown to Java.

"Don't be rude to Master An Le!" The guard who was carrying him shouted sharply.

"Shut up too! I can't get used to flying so fast~~ I can't do it at all! I thought I was going to die!" Lian Bailong continued to cry, crying hoarsely, clutching the guard's hand tightly with both hands. The head refused to let go, and the Yanyue knife was grabbed by the guards, and they grabbed it together when they rescued him.

An Le wiped off her sweat. She guessed that he was overly frightened, but she didn't expect that he would cry and make such a fuss. This must be the collapse of his psychological defense.

At this time, shouldn't he fall to the ground and let him slow down?

"Let's land slowly and control the speed."

"Yes." The maids and guards responded in unison.

Even so, the descent speed can't be fluttering like a piece of paper, it can be controlled within the range that does not produce a strong sense of weightlessness.

As soon as he landed, the guards put Lian Bailong down. The young man with wet tears on his face didn't stand still and staggered. He stood firmly on the ground, and before he could catch his breath, he immediately rushed to the shore of the port with an anxious expression on his face. Kneel down and spit into the sea.

Seeing him vomit so painfully, An Le twitched the corners of his mouth, with a helpless expression on his face. It cannot be blamed for his poor physical fitness, but he can only say that he is not used to it.

"Ouch...vomit..." Lian Bailong's stomach was overwhelmed, he vomited as much as he could, but he was still retching.

It seemed that he couldn't leave for a while, Anle looked around and found something strange. Because of its superior geographical location, Barbad is the largest ocean trading country in the world. It has always been very prosperous, but now it looks like the economy is depressed. If you want to talk about why you have such a feeling at a glance, because the ships in the port are basically moored, not temporarily docked, but idling and idle. Above, those who smoke smoke, those who sleep sleep.

For a country that takes advantage of maritime trade, there are other reasons why the port is so cold and the economic depression is cleared. It can't be that the king's brains are going to kill himself to prohibit maritime trade and close the country.

Mudan quickly winked, and immediately a guard and maid took orders and left quietly.

Because a group of them descended from the sky stepping on flying swords, the people who saw them were quite afraid and kept their distance subconsciously. Other than that, they didn't have any aggressive actions. After a few more glances, they found that there were no abnormal actions. What should they do? There is an air of laziness and listlessness.

An Le walked to the place where the boats were docked, and the three boats docked together. There was a fisherman in each boat, one was smoking, one was sleeping, and the other was talking to the smoking one.

"Excuse me, is today a day off? The port looks deserted."

The fisherman who smoked was the oldest, perhaps because he was really listless, but he was very calm anyway. "The situation in Barbad has been going on for quite a while. The economy is getting worse day by day. Now even going to sea is restricted, and the country's trading ships are no longer sailing."

"The king is not allowed to go to sea?" An Le wondered, it couldn't really be the king who banned maritime trade, it must be a lot of water in his head.

"Fishermen are suddenly restricted from going out to sea. The country's trading ships are not within range. Maritime trade can barely continue. However, due to the actions of the Mist Group recently, the country's trading ships can only stop sailing, and the port is deserted. It can't be helped." Uncle smoked Taking a puff of dry smoke, feeling melancholy, "I don't know how long Barbad can last, it has been like this... oh..."

As if knowing that An Le must ask what the Mist Group is, the uncle sighed and explained, "The Mist Group is a group of thieves. This city often gets foggy. This group of thieves who take advantage of the fog is called the Mist Group." , attacked noble mansions and national trade ships, and distributed the looted things to everyone, so many people regard them as heroes."

"I see." An Le nodded, "The bandits are so arrogant, the king didn't send troops to encircle and suppress them? They are already so arrogant that they even rob the country's trading ships, hindering the country's trade, right?"

"Of course there is, but..." the uncle took a puff of dry smoke, "The group of fog seems to have learned incredible magic, and ordinary army soldiers are no match at all. Little girl, I think you are also people who have mastered incredible power. Let’s understand better, the king is almost helpless against this group of fog, and the army is full of ordinary people.” The uncle didn’t have much dislike for the group of fog, but he couldn’t call it a good opinion either, sighing, “Although the group of fog has been attacked by many People think they are righteous thieves and heroes, and they don’t know what will happen in the future.”

"Being a righteous thief now doesn't mean he will always be a righteous thief." An Le said slowly.

The uncle sighed and didn't say anything else. His attitude showed that he was so worried in his heart. The group of mist was so arrogant that the king couldn't do anything about them. As an ordinary commoner, he should not talk too much, lest the group of fog's eyes and ears hear him. trouble.

"Thank you uncle." An Le thanked.

"Nothing." The uncle waved his hand.

Smoking and smoking, sleeping and sleeping, chatting and chatting, a dead and listless atmosphere filled the entire port, as if their vitality and anger had been sucked away by something, and the economic depression had a great impact.

When An Le walked back, Lian Bailong was still kneeling on the bank, and he had stopped vomiting. For some reason, he looked extremely depressed, as if his life was hopeless.

Fu Rong, the maid under Peony's management, knelt on one knee beside Lian Bailong, and handed out a clean handkerchief embroidered with hibiscus flowers. Shao Yao held a glass of water in her hand.

"Master Bailong, please rinse your mouth." Shao Yao said.

Lian Bailong was stiff for a long while, lowered his head, took the water glass as if he didn't dare to look at anyone, took a mouthful of clean water, rinsed his mouth, and spit it out.

"Master Bailong, please wipe your mouth." Fu Rong said.

Lian Bailong returned the cup to Shao Yao, took the handkerchief and wiped it carelessly.

Shaoyao took back the cup, Furong took back the handkerchief, quietly walked back behind Peony and stood up, Lian Bailong was stiff all over, lowered his head, stood up, depressed like being laughed at by the whole world, covered with dark clouds.

"If you're still not feeling well, you can rest for a while." An Le thoughtfully said, the boy looks very bad, and she won't force it if he's so uncomfortable. You can find a place to sit down and go fishing or something to pass the time.

"...No, don't bother you, I'm fine." Lian Bailong said dryly.

"Is it really okay?" An Le was full of doubts. She vomited so hard just now that she was about to vomit bile, but now she doesn't look like she's okay.

"I'm much better now."

"Then why are you keeping your head down?"

Lian Bailong trembled, and slowly raised his head, the expression of depression and despair for the whole life and unable to bear to look directly fell into Anle's eyes, if there was a hole in the ground, he would probably go in without hesitation and bury himself.

"I caused you trouble just now, I was really out of control." Under Lian Bailong's forbearing expression was embarrassment and shame in capital letters, thinking of flying sword out of control and crying, wishing to turn back time.

Wanting to say it's okay, An Le couldn't help but burst out laughing, she couldn't hold it back.

"Haha... It's okay, it's okay, I think it looks more normal this way, and I always have a gloomy expression of bitterness and hatred, which makes me feel at a loss."

"..." Lian Bailong's expression seemed to be begging for death at that moment.

"Since it's all right, let's go to the hotel first." An Le adjusted his mood so that he would not hurt the boy's glassy heart by laughing all the time.

"Your hotel has been booked." Mudan said softly.

"Well, it's too reliable, let's go."

The capital of the Kingdom of Barbad is called Barbad. The trend of economic decadence is very obvious. It is depressed and deserted. It lacks the bustle and bustle of being a sea trade transfer station, but it is not enough for the people to live in poverty.Along the way, seeing that the currency in circulation used by the people turned out to be banknotes issued by the Huang Empire, An Le remembered that he still had a lot of banknotes from the Huang Empire on hand, which could come in handy.

"It seems that Barbad's current state has something to do with the Huang Empire." Lian Bailong said suddenly.

"Is it because of the paper money of the Huang Empire?"

"The issuance and promotion of banknotes in one's own country will also encounter certain difficulties. If the imperial court lacks credibility, the people will not buy it at all, not to mention the resistance encountered in issuing them to other countries. The empire’s banknotes are used as currency in circulation, so even if you are interested in banknotes, you can print and issue them yourself.” Lian Bailong glanced at the banknotes that the roadside vendors were tapping, his expression dark.

"I think so too, it's too unnatural." An Le glanced at Lian Bailong.

Seemingly understanding her look, Lian Bailong explained, "Pretend to be interested in academics, and read more academic books."

"If there is no demon god, academics and swordsmanship include both knowledge and force. The more outstanding the more conspicuous, but under the brilliance of the demon god, it will appear very mediocre." An Le chuckled, if he really wanted to pretend thoroughly, then Pretend to be a dude, good at eating, drinking, and playing. It is best to see a beautiful woman and be unable to walk. If you write your reputation into a negative value, the emperor will definitely not take a second look at him, let alone watch him day and night.Lian Xiaobailong's character is so serious, and only when he was on the flying sword just now, he saw him lose control and cry and make a fuss. I'm afraid he couldn't pretend so thoroughly, and crushed his morals into scum all over the ground, so Lian Xiaobailong Hong Yan said that he can only pretend to be honest and lower the emperor's performance. The implication is that the emperor was deceived, and the deception was not thorough enough.

Lian Bailong didn't answer, he didn't want to admit that he might have been rescued by Lian Hongde's sons unintentionally.

Walking to the door of a hotel, the maid and guards who had left earlier stood at the door to greet her. An Le stepped up the stairs and glanced at the lobby. Suddenly, her eyes froze.

"What's wrong with you?" Lian Bailong followed An Le's line of sight, and suddenly saw a strangely dressed uncle.

He has a handsome face and peach blossoms in his eyes. He is very popular with the opposite sex. He has a great figure. The pair he is wearing is not so much that it doesn’t fit well. Wearing pocket-sized clothes, the pants on the lower body are like underwear, the buttocks are clearly defined, the six-pack abdominal muscles are exposed, and the pectoral muscles are also exposed, which is really lively and fragrant.

Lian Bailong didn't know who that strange Shushu was, but Anle knew. The corners of his eyes twitched violently. After he couldn't believe it, he admired the other party's good figure, looked up and down several times, and silently gave a thumbs up in his heart. Well, with such a handsome figure in broad daylight, the uncle is also a thoughtful person, so shameless.

The strong gaze attracted the other party's attention. He was talking to the boy and the girl in front of him. He couldn't help but look up to see who was staring at him, and he was suddenly shocked.

"what!"

Jafar and Masrul looked up strangely.

"Ah!" Jafar was dumbfounded, and subconsciously stood in front of Sinbad, trying to cover his ears.

"..." Masrul turned his head away, calmly making up the knife, "Qihai's pervert."

The blue-haired boy is strange to the red-haired girl.

"Oh?" Aladdin was puzzled, "What's wrong with Uncle?"

"I don't know." Morgana followed the eyes of the three of them, still puzzled why they had such a reaction.

"That... this is a misunderstanding!" Sinbad explained in a hurry, trying to eliminate An Le's expression of "I didn't expect you to be this kind of King of Sindelia" on An Le's face, "My clothes were stolen by thieves, yes This little boy lent me his clothes!"

"I understand," An Le pretended to nod deeply, "You don't need to explain to me."

"I'm serious!" Sinbad emphasized, this is clearly a look of disbelief.

The explanation is useless at all, Jafar's eyes are dead, and at this time, people should quickly change this outrageous outfit, and ask the leader of the Northern Alliance to take a look at it, because Sinderya will lose face for a while. Wan Fang, I didn't expect to be embarrassing. The only thing I'm glad is that I didn't lose face in front of the envoys from various countries.

"Go ahead." An Le said, the hotel attendant winked and immediately walked ahead to lead the way.

An Le followed behind the waitress, then left the maid, and the guard right, followed in two rows.Lian Bailong walked beside An Le, a step behind, and when he passed by Sinbad, he cast a contemptuous glance, the way a pervert looks at a scumbag.

Seeing his eyes, Jafar gritted his teeth, "Xin!"

Masruel made up the knife again, and said in a flat tone without ups and downs: "Nanami's pervert."

Sinbad raised one hand, covering his face.

"Uncle, who is that? It looks amazing, and there are many beautiful big sisters behind!" Aladdin asked curiously, and the eyes of the big sisters were shining.

"That ah... In short, he is a powerful person. It is really embarrassing to be seen by her like this." Sinbad sighed.

"Don't you feel ashamed to walk around the streets wearing this outrageous outfit?" Jafar raised his eyebrows and said fiercely.

"Well... her identity is different, don't you think so too, you always feel that Syndelia has no face..."

"Now that you know, then quickly change this outrageous outfit!" Jafar raised his hand and pushed him to leave with a dark face.

"Then, Aladdin, Morgana, I invite you to have dinner together later." Sinbad turned his head and said to the two.

"Good uncle!" Aladdin said happily.

As soon as Lian Bailong entered the room, he expressed that he wanted to take a good rest. An Le knew that he was tortured enough, so he nodded to express his understanding.

There was still a little time before the meal, and if An Le hadn't happened to run into him, Sinbad would have rushed to the palace immediately after changing his clothes to discuss the purpose of this trip with the current King Barbad. Now that he met, the situation would be different.

Sinbad came to visit, straight to the point.

"With all due respect, did the leader also come here for Barbad's trade?"

"also?"

"The former king Barbad and Sindelia have always had trade relations, but shortly after the new king took office, he suddenly stopped the trade for no reason. Several correspondences failed to solve the problem, so I had to come here in person. I saw the always prosperous Barbad has become so depressed, which is very different from the previous king's rule. If I guess correctly, Barbad's envoys should not have signed any trade agreements with the Northern Alliance."

"Then I don't need to say more, let's not talk about luxury goods, how effective the production tools of the Northern Alliance are in improving productivity, King Sindelia saw it with his own eyes, but the Barbad envoy still refused to let go. For countries that have reached trade agreements, we Purchase orders will also be issued, and one entry and one exit will reach a balance. Even countries with financial constraints do not have to be tight because of this. It can not only increase domestic productivity, but also make a fortune. It is a win-win situation, and there will be no losses, Barba De's attitude is too strange."

"I'm afraid there is a big problem in the country. I have to talk to King Barbad in person." Sinbad nodded, agreed with An Le's words, and suggested: "Next, I will go to the palace to meet King Barbad. I don't know the leader. What are your plans?"

"I won't go for the time being, wait until King Barbad's wedding is held." An Le shook her head, "Aside from discussing trade, I'm also here to attend the wedding."

"Wedding?" Sinbad was surprised, "King Barbad is about to get married?"

"Well, reliable news, we are going to get married in the near future, and the other party is Lian Hongyu, the eighth princess of the Huang Empire." An Le nodded, and then said, "I have never met King Barbad, it is said that he is ugly and short, since you and The previous king had friendship, so if you have seen the prince at that time, you know which one is succeeding now, right? Is it really ugly and short?"

"..." Sinbad was suspiciously silent, that kind of short, fat and round guy, ugly and short is definitely not a derogatory term, but apt and realistic, but it is suspected of saying bad things about others, I feel sorry Of the former king, "He..."

"What?" An Le pressed on step by step.

"...The leader got the news from the Huang Empire?" Sinbad tried to change the subject.

"That's right, Hongyu said it herself, because she had never met King Barbad before, so she felt uneasy and tried to prepare mentally. Marriage is such a short-term thing, how many royal children can marry the person they like, as long as it is King Barbad, the other party doesn't care about anything."

...that feeling is even more indescribable.

Sinbad laughed, "Uh..."

An Le stared at him.

Seeing her expression of not giving up until she got an answer, Sinbad hesitated for a long time, and finally had to give up on himself. This kind of thing can't be hidden from the truth. Even if he knows, will the decision of the Huang Empire be changed... No , the opinion of the princess who was sent out to marry may not be heard by the emperor, but the words of the leader will certainly not be ignored.It sounds like he has some kind of friendship with the eighth princess, and he came here specially to attend the wedding... If it is because of this, the marriage between the Huang Empire and the Barbad Kingdom may be a good thing, and he can't believe that the Huang Empire will really be easy. Let go of your original style, and be honest from now on.

"At that time, the eldest prince was relatively...stronger and had less exercise, so that..."

"Strong?" An Le frowned. Could it be a strong dwarf, like a dwarf.

"It's just edema..."

An Le stared at Sinbad for a while, "Okay, I understand, needless to say."

I don't want to make up my mind what a short, fat and ugly guy looks like.

After Sinbad left, Anle immediately ordered, "Draw a portrait of all the sons of the late King Barbad, and I want to see what they look like."

The guard took the order and immediately went down.

That night the portrait was delivered to An Le.

At first glance, the eldest prince who has succeeded to the throne is not only strong, but what Sinbad said was too euphemistic, he is really ugly and short!Damn, is this a genetic mutation or dwarf blood, what kind of junk food did you eat, you can't grow taller, you are chubby, and your head is one size bigger than ordinary people.

The second prince is also rubbish. He is decently tall, thin, and of normal build, but too mediocre. If King Barbad is this person, although he is not very eye-catching, at least he will not have the urge to kill.

Then there is the third prince, oops, it's really a bright feeling, this is Prince Charming, in line with the appearance of the royal family, after all, even if the founding king is an extremely ugly monster, he will definitely marry a beautiful wife and have a wonderful child. What an ugly child, and the next king will definitely marry a beautiful wife and have a child who is not as ugly as his father... Under such circumstances, it is amazing that someone like the eldest prince can be born.

It is said that the third prince is not in the palace, so it took a little time to find it.

Then, when An Le was going to sleep, the floor suddenly collapsed, revealing the downstairs room, and the third prince who had just seen it in the portrait was in the downstairs room, it sounded like a breach of defense Downstairs the wall was the same as the guy on the floor of her room.

An Le almost grinned grimly: Grab a spare tire for Hongyu!

#Alibaba was also shot while lying down#